Torn between the Alphas

IMPORTANT NOTE FOR ALPHA SEVEN READERSWhilst this book is best to be read going in blind in order to fully enjoy the story, I understand that there may be triggers.This includes, but is not inclusive of;RapeAbuseViolenceGoreMature languageDistressing ScenesAdult situationsPlease understand that whilst I’ve done my best to include all possible triggers, I don’t know what affects you on an individual basis. If you see something and it has triggered you, let me know and I can add it to this list to warn other people. However please understand that I cannot possibly list everything, as that will ruin the story for some people.I hope you can understand and you enjoy the story I’m telling - not every character is good, and I don’t always agree or condone their actions. But these people exist. Also remember that whilst they are human, they are led by an animal th

TWO YEARS LATER“Dante!”I looked up, still counting the reps the man beneath me, Arnold was lifting. “Yeah?” I called back, not moving my eyes from Arnold.“Ten minutes till closing, you nearly finished?” Blaine was anxious to leave, being a Friday night and all. I eyed Arnold, whose face looked like it was going to burst. “That’s it, pal. Easy,” I gripped the bar, marveling at how weak humans were. I could lift this thing with my little finger, and I wasn’t the most powerful wolf in the world. “How is it so easy for

Dominic  I twisted the pen in my hands, listening as the council argued it out. In the end, it was my decision, but it was fun listening to them. “If we send them to our school, how will they function in society?” Vex barked, shaking his head.  Axel didn’t seem to be paying attention, and I looked at him sharply, mind linking him to speak. He bolted up, but something was on his mind. I knew something was on his mind, and it was consuming him.  “I’ve told you all, countless times, Alpha doesn’t want them mixing with humans until they are at least college age,” Axel reminded them.  

AMBERDante was about six foot, give or take, and his eyes were almost green up close.The same gold that spilled into the ones that had gazed at me from the wolf’s eyes swirled with the green hues, and I knew.I haven’t imagined it.This guy is a werewolf.I’d heard whispers about the mysterious Seven clan that lived out in the woods. No-one ever saw them, and no-one dared venture in.Yet here I was, in a flat above a gym with one.Glancing around, I can’t help but wonder if the rumours are true.If they are indeed millionaires, then why was this one living in such a basic flat? There was a battered sofa pushed up against one wall, none of the windows I’d seen had curtains, and the floor was…ripped.Dante gazed out of the window, his breathing warming the glass in clouds of smoke

DominicMy wolf was silent.I ran through the forest at speed until the branches closed in on us, the scent of wet bark soothing my senses. My mind whirled with thoughts of the issues the pack faced, mainly the land we lived on.It was owned by us and had been for as long as I could remember, but land surrounded it that the government owned. For years, they’d pestered me about putting little lodge cabins by the lake, leading to the coast not far down from us.Did they want tourism or scandal?There was no way the pack would resist humans dotted around like fucking candy.I had to stop us from being exposed.But how?The Lylan Pack were the closest pack to us, but this didn’t concern them. They were happy in the mountains, and they coexisted peacefully with humans, something I refused to do.I hate humans. We’d been lucky enough not to have any as our fated mates, and no one would dare choose a hu